Ace Detectives Novels & Stories

Immediately she scouted the place, the crazy assassin sprang into actions by throwing stun grenades and tear gas all over the police station incapacitating nearly all of the officers. After making her entrance known, Elizabeth puts on a gas mask and brings out two pistols shooting down any police officer that remains standing or tries to approach her. The loud boom of gunshots filled the entire station as if a gang or mafia war was going on but the sad thing was only one person was firing the shots and that person was none than the crazy and deadly Black Ace herself. After killing half of the uniformed officers, Elizabeth heads to the place where Dave is and breaks him out. Since there wa

Jorge scoffed, as if he’d heard something utterly ridiculous. "You? Helping with the case? Do you know who I am? I’m the top detective in Aston, and I’m also known as the ‘Ace Detective’ in the Law Enforcement system. I’ve solved thirteen cold cases and brought thirty-seven criminals to justice ever since I arrived in Aston. It’s funny that you think you can help me with this case. No one in Aston can solve it if I can’t!” Jorge sneered arrogantly. "Willa wouldn’t have come to me if you could solve it. If you guys were a little more efficient, she wouldn’t have thought of me," Frederick said coolly.

The person who dropped Rebecca off was the detective and not Ace. “When did you get in here?” He asked, bewildered. Ace stared at him with disdain. He taunted, “How is that your business?” Before they made the move to run away, Ace called out, “Uncle Levi!” Levi and four policemen walked in with arrest warrants. They finally had something to nail Carlos and his friends, coupled with their numerous crimes. Ace added more. “They wanted to gang rape her. I have everything recorded,” He handed over the video recorder to Levi.

Adrian leaned back against his bed frame, staring at the ceiling, tracing invisible lines across it as if they might form answers. “I’m looking for someone. Celine Ward.” There was a beat of silence. Then, slowly, “Celine Ward?” “Yes.” Another pause on the other line, like he was thinking carefully, measuring his words before speaking them. “I know the Wards,” the detective said carefully. “After the scandal years ago, everyone in the department knew their name. But… I didn’t know they had a daughter named Celine… I only knew about Celeste.” He spoke cautiously. “Strange family.”

Agent Chambers asked in disbelief, "that doesn't fit his MO. I don't think anyone in that fraternity fits the kind of people Ace targets." Serial rapers definitely fitted Ace's targets. I kept that bit of information to myself, pushing to my feet and leveling the agent with a glare, "I'm telling you what I know. Don't believe me if you don't want to but at least check it out." Chambers heaved a tired sigh while rubbing a hand over the stubble coating his jaw, "Fine, I'll look into it but this better pan out. You better not be sending me on a wild goose chase because you want to protect him."

This was the most-talked-about devil: Vincenzo Ace. He was staring deeply at me—taking in my figure, grabbing my soul in his gaze while leaving me with emptiness, yet, stored with freight, and even I who knew nothing about how long he has been watching me right from the moment I walked into his office had raised my head only to make direct eye contact with him – only to make direct eye contact with the most brutal and heartless gang leader of New York. He was as dangerous as the people had described him, and I could almost see his brutality like ink on his skin. His blank expression and his deep gaze had me too scared to move.